That sounds nasty.

Poor little bat. Who knows what happened?

Hopefully that won't ever happen again.

How do you think it got in to your laundry area?

We had a bat down there a few times this summer. It got upstairs a couple of times and scared the shit out of me. But now, It's just starting to get a little warmer... Perhaps it was hibernating in the basement somewhere, came out of hibernation as the temps outside ogt a little warmer, was still groggy, and slipped into the washing machine?

Some practical joker put it there? Or were you drying a picnic blanket? Or do you have a kid who might've put it in a pocket?

Can a bat climb in through the vent hose, or whatever it's called?

Ugh. Did you scream? I would still be screaming.

I know bats can squeeze through very very small spaces. Hell I remember when I was six getting up to go to the bathroom only to find a bat swimming around in our toilet. That scared the hell out of me.

When the wash and spin cycle ended, the darn thing was clinging to the top of the cylinder's column thing. It was in the basement. Who knows how he got in there.

He was easily plucked off and taken outdoors. I'm sure he was plenty dizzy after riding that thing the whole cycle.

Top loader or front loader? If a top loader, it just squeezed its way in, lifting the lid with its body and making itself at home in a nice dark, cool place. Front loader, I'm at a loss.

So either it was in the machine when I dumped the clothes in or it got in during the cycle.

Did someone leave the door open?

Don't do the bat broach if you don't want him showing up in your...

Okay, I'm stuck for a clever rhyme here, but I think you get my point. Maybe.

In any case, it would be a mistake to cave in to the extremists. That way lies guano.

that was my thought.

Drowned or maybe just broken by the spin cycle. The machine's an old, loud top loader. How could it not know to stay away?

The unspoken tragedy. No one pays any attention--except Robin.

Common misconception. Yours however must have been a vampire bat that turned itself into a vapor to enter the washing machine from the door edges and then reconstituted itself to take a fatal bubble bath. It's wiser relative the fruit bat passed on the bath and nommed all of your bananas.

I would never use that basement laundry again.

I found two kittens once.

I had left the top open and mom cat put the kittens there.

That was a surprise.